Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 70607 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70607 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
She swirled her tongue around me like a lollipop. Circling it with just her tongue, not engulfing it with the wet heat of her mouth.
“Ah, fuck,” I groaned, feeling my balls tighten.
She snickered. “Fuck your favorite word?”
Possibly it was most of the time, but I sure did love ‘shit,’ ‘ass,’ and ‘goddammit.’
But right now, it was the only one I could say without it coming out sounding garbled.
She took just the tip of me into her mouth this time, causing me to see stars.
“I’m going to come,” I found myself saying. It was more of an out of body experience. I couldn’t figure out what in the hell I was doing. “You have to stop or I’m going to blow.”
I wanted to come, but I didn’t want to come.
It was quite odd to want to push her away and regain control, but also pull her closer and shove more of my cock down her throat.
Then everything just…stopped.
But not because I was coming, or because she was crawling over the top of me to ride my cock into oblivion.
“Ummm, Logan?” Katy said as she pulled herself off my cock.
I swallowed hard, thankful that she’d come off when she had. She hadn’t been listening to me, and I’d been seconds away from coming.
“Yeah?” I croaked.
My voice would probably be permanently broken due to the numerous times I’d said her name over the last two minutes.
“Ummm,” she said, her mouth bumping my engorged cock. “How did we get here?”
Nothing, and I do mean nothing, would prepare me for those words coming out of her mouth.
My cock went from so hard I could mine diamonds with it to soft in a blink of an eye. One second, I was feeling fine, and the next I had ice running through my veins, and nausea boiling in my gut.
“What?” I sat up, my cock dislodging from her hand. “You…oh, God. Please tell me you were awake.”
“You…what?” She bit her lip nervously. “Well…”
I closed my eyes and squeezed the lids shut until it hurt.
“So, I was having this really erotic dream,” she started.
I grunted. “You could call it erotic all right,” I growled. “I nearly fucked you and you were asleep! How the hell am I supposed to ever…fuck!”
I couldn’t trust her anymore.
As much as I wanted to, what the hell was I supposed to do if I woke up with her in the middle of the night and she jumped my bones? She was having intelligent conversations.
Well, she was answering questions. We hadn’t gotten into any deep conversations per se, but I had thought she was at least cognizant of what she was doing!
“No, wait, Logan. It’s okay!”
I yanked my feet free of her legs and scrambled off the bed, all the while she was still trying to explain. I didn’t get far, though.
Goddamn handcuffs.
“I acted out my dream,” she said, sounding hesitant to divulge that information. “Everything I did was something I wanted to do…and just because I was asleep doesn’t mean that I didn’t want it. I was calling your name, wasn’t I? I was talking to you. I was doing you…”
She had a point, but my stomach still wasn’t in the right place at that point. I couldn’t think. Couldn’t get past the point that I’d almost fucked her and she’d been asleep.
“So, you’re ignoring the fact that I was the aggressor here?” she pushed.
I paused. “I was awake, and you weren’t.”
She snorted. “When I woke up, it was your cock in my mouth. Had I woken up and found my pussy in your mouth, you might have a point in your court…but that wasn’t the case. I woke up and found your cock in my mouth. A cock that I’d been sucking in my dream. Though, my dream cock and your real-life cock aren’t comparable. My imagination is sorely lacking.”
At that, I would’ve snickered, except she kept going. “Come back to the bed.”
I sat down on the side of the bed, directly in the middle.
She crawled to me until both of our linked hands were between her legs, though nowhere close to the place that I’d wanted desperately to touch just a few short minutes ago.
“Logan,” she said softly. “I know that wasn’t quite conventional…” I snorted. She kept going, ignoring my outburst. “But I want this. I want it bad.”
I want this. I want it bad.
Fuck.
Now that she was awake, saying these things, I could now tell the difference.
She was putting emphasis, whereas earlier when she was telling me these things, she didn’t sound as sincere.
Earlier, now that I was thinking about it, she sounded as if she was reciting words from a script. As if she was reading them word for word. She’d been adding emphasis, but that emphasis wasn’t nearly as truthful as it was right now.
My hand twitched, and she brought her cuffed hand up to poke me in the hip.